Boot Camp Clik - Don't Say sh** To Ruck lyrics

[Intro] The f** is you lookin at Use your head for more than a hat rack [Verse 1] Yo You will never see me sober See me on corner with street soldiers Heat Holders Weed Blowers straight livin la vida loca Over all the protocals to chase the cheedar Get this dough then retire like Masen Betha See yall n***as ain't real duke ya fake forever I should dig in your pockets and take your leather Pull a gun up on ya a** now you talk about wait Weight broke the wagon ya f*ggot I'm packin the eight Snub nose with the gun up close to your grill Laughin at yall n***as why cuz your supposed to be real Yo I always been nice Yall ain't notice the sk** And I always been trife yall dont know that I'm ill And I'm always in the low so yall dont know that the ville Where I'm from with the guns we get dumb for the skrill Glock to ya frame Yo I'm always spottin the lame Put the dot to ya dame burn the watch and the chain [Pre Hook] Watch, Chain, Money, Earings, f** [Hook] To all them n***as in the street that I sticked and bucked When you see me dont say sh** to Ruck To all my b**hes in the world that I licked and f**ed When you see me dont say sh** to Ruck To all my n***as in my muthaf**in click thats bu*t Dont say sh** to Ruck [Verse 2] Yo, you could never criticize my spot in the game that I solidify Get rid of I never I'm clever my flows diminish guys remember I Sean Price tough like Semper Fi send a fly b**h to k** you when most Would have sent a guy Yo I come through in the rented ride Tinted high off of the weed my son was sent to buy Enough of that though let me tell you what I rap for Stash dough if not then its back to packing the black four Relax folks I ain't into clappin no black folks Unless black clappin I'm clappin right back at black yo Yo yall ain't ready for the tongue twister Gun lifter rest in peace Big Pun, miss ya [Hook] To all them n***as in the streets that I sticked and bucked When you see me dont say sh** to Ruck To all them b**hes in the world that I licked and f**ed When you see me dont say sh** to Ruck To all my n***as in my click that I think is bu*t Dont say sh** to Ruck [Verse 3] Yo I gets rude with n***as get crude with n***as Dont rock red but I eat food with n***as Good height Suge Knight get shrewd with n***as Look hype good night got nude for n***as Got cute for n***as Hot boots for n***as Put her on the ave now she got loot for n***as Duke wanna fear one Rock shoot this n***a Brownsville projects I'm not stupid n***a Duke a lame cat f** that rock this n***a Pah came back with the f**in cops my n***a Should have shot this n***a now the plot gets thicker On the run son heres my gun pop this n***a Can't get locked up can't go up top my n***a Eating jack mackin all kind of slop my n***a Worse came to worse and I got knocked my n***a Saw pah people so I had to chop the n***a C.O. came down and he quickly boxed the n***a Women with the fro came out dread lock my n***a Called up my girl and the b**h is not with tha Long a** bid so no longer Rock with ya Man I'm locked up ain't no f**in stoppin her Late night hangin n***as bangin co*k in her When I come home I'm a put a stop to ya Disrespectin the sh** I'm a get the job on ya [Hook] To all them n***as in the street that I sticked and bucked When you see me dont say sh** to Ruck To all them b**hes in the world that I licked and f**ed When you see me dont say sh** to Ruck To all them n***as in my muthaf**in click thats bu*t Dont say sh** to Ruck [Outro] Telemundo f*ggot Telemundo Telephone Tell a friend word up Yo we smash n***as One more time like this yo Yo yall n***as wanna know what the f** that n***a sean like Ask elroy al via uncle klondike ask aggalah lord lord rustee juxman Ask QB Manhattan and Staten and Brooklyn You can ask nah f**it